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The Boys of Thailand Chapter Seven
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THE BOYS OF THAILAND
CHAPTER SEVEN
The following story is fiction, an author's escape from the harsh
realities of the West to the sensual pleasures of the sexually free
East. All characters portrayed in this story are non-existent. Any
resemblance to real people, dead, alive, or yet to be born, is truly
coincidental.
This story contains scenes of men having sex with minor boys. If
this type of material offends you, exit now, and do not continue.
If you are under the age of eighteen, or are under the legal age in
your city, state, providence, or country to read adult stories, exit
now and do not continue.
Fan Cha Phaw does not condone the activities of the actors within
this story. This story is fiction, and is intended for the reading
pleasure of adults. Fan Cha Phaw does not advocate the breaking
of any laws.
Ishmael Wilkins
When no more than five minutes after that my little six-year-old
friend showed up at my door with his request "Om kuay, dai mai
khap?" I almost screamed. By now you know that "om kuay" is
suck cock and "dai mai" is a question like can I, or is it all right.
Khap is a polite ending that is used in most sentences in Thai.
Now I was not good enough to understand if he wanted me to
suck his cock, he wanted to suck my cock, or both, but I wasn't
about to let him go away unhappy. My golden rule was always
keep the boys happy.
The little boy was out of his short pants in a matter of seconds and
was jumping into my lap, offering his sweet little lips for kissing.
I love to lay around after sex with the boy, cuddling, kissing, and
just enjoying each other. I decided that perhaps I could substitute
the little boy for the boy I just fucked and lay around naked with
him. My only problem was that I had a horney boy on my hands
and he probably would not want to just lay around.
My guess was right, for after a few kissed and cuddles he asked
me to suck his cock, quite sweetly, with an innocent little boy
look on his face. I laughed, and complied, bringing him to a few
climaxes before I stopped. He was then ready for cuddling and
kissing and we spent about a half hour doing so.
Of course I realized that the boy liked having his cock sucked,
almost every boy does. I knew, however, there he was also there
for another possible gift of ten baht. When it looked as if I were
not going to request him to suck my cock, which I wasn't, he
began sliding down lower. I knew what he was about to do, but
my second golden rule was never stop a boy who wants to suck
your cock.
The boy teased my cock with his tongue, lips, mouth, and teeth
before he got down to serious business, and began sucking me.
Since he was more relaxed with me now, he seemed to suck
better, and in no time he had me roaring hard again. Some people
believe that there is nothing better than a very young boy's mouth
on your cock. Some ancient Romans or Greeks were fond of
taking unweaned babies into the baths and having them suck their
dicks. Myself I am partial to any young mouth as long as it knows
what it is doing, and the little boy was getting there quick.
Faster than I had expected, the boy had me at and then over the
brink and I spilled a little cum into his mouth. I was greatly
depleted by the earlier fuck, so the boy only got a little, but he
treated it as if it were a bucketful. Perhaps to him it was. He also
improved on his handling of cum. The previous day he had
swallowed some, sucked a little more up, and then licked up a bit
of it, showing that he was not adverse to swallowing. This time,
however, he kept my dick in his mouth and swallowed all that
there was to offer, and afterwards coaxed more out, smacking his
lips as he waited for it to roll out.
Ten baht in hand the little guy threw on his clothes and headed out
the door. Watching his little butt wiggle as he left, I made a mental
note to rim him the next time he was here, and perhaps introduce
him to a little finger play.
Luckily for me, the flow of boys did not begin right away as I
feared it would. I wandered down to the restaurant and had a meal
and sat around resting and watching a few boys at play. They
would smile sweetly at me when I looked, and every once in a
while I would see them whispering to each other and then they
would laugh and look over at me. It seemed that the word was
out. I was in town and I liked little boys. From the tell-tale bulges
in their short pants I knew that it would only be a matter of time
before they showed up on my doorstep.
That evening I got a visit from a few older boys, in the twelve to
fourteen-year-old range. They were not necessarily out of my age
range, but since I was in a little kid mode, I was not too interested
in them at that point. It seemed that this was fine for them, as they
were just being sociable and friendly anyway. Since their
command of English was a little better than that of the younger
boys, I got information from them.
Nong was the younger brother of one of them "Knu." There was
also one other brother, Nang who I had not yet had in my room.
Bo and Ben were brothers as well as the little boy whom I had
loved so much to fuck, and they were all younger brothers of
another boy present, "Bee." Looking closely at Bee I could tell
that he was their brother.
The older boys said that the little kids were happy because all of
the other men liked older boys like them, and that I was the only
one who played sex with the little ones. I was happy to hear that
because I could have them to myself, sometimes a nice thing. Bee
also told me that his little brother had told him that he didn't want
to come to my room again because he didn't like having sex with
me. I asked him if he knew what we had done, and he said "yeah,
you fucked him." No big deal. I told Bee that he seemed to like it
and that he fucked Nong while I fucked him. All he said, was the
infamous Thai saying which I would come to love later "Mai Pen
Rai." or it doesn't matter. Little brother came up and got fucked,
loved it at the time, but didn't want to do it again, no big deal,
little kids were quirky like that, so don't worry about it.
At a request to older brother, Nang, the missing brother, showed
up the following day with Nong in tow. Nang was a cute kid,
who kind of looked a lot like Reggie Jackson, except with more
Asian features. Nang was not shy at all and was out of his clothes
in a manner of minutes. He loved to be sucked and sucked in
return. He seemed to like sex and sucked quite well. The brothers
played around with each other upon my request, and I noted that
Nang rimmed his little brother without batting an eye when I
suggested it with my version of sign language.
It turned out that Nang would rim anyone who asked him, for a
few minutes later his tongue was buried in my ass, and he rimmed
as if it were the most natural thing to do. What surprised me even
more was that Nong followed suit and seemed happy to please me
by spending as much time with his tongue between my cheeks as I
liked.
When it was Nong's turn to suck, he came on strong, seemingly
not wanting to be outdone by older brother. Nong, it turned out,
could suck a mean cock when he wanted to. I also filed this away
for times when he gave half-assed blow jobs. The boy was good,
both boys were good!
Nang had one other nice feature about him, and that was that he
rolled onto his stomach at the tough of a finger and offered up his
backside. Once properly lubricated and turned on, Nang proved to
be a nice fuck, and a boy who could handle any type of fuck you
could throw at him as long as you were gentle at first. Nang didn't
know the meaning of the word no. He always wanted to please. It
might have been that he was around eleven, and he felt that if he
didn't put out he would be cast aside for the younger boys. When
I got to know him better, I learned that he was just an easy going
boy who loved to please, and who loved sex a lot.
About five minutes after I got through fucking Nang, I asked him
if I could fuck him again, this time with him on his back and his
legs in the air. He said yes almost without thinking, which went
further towards proving my point that he was easy going and
agreeable.
Nang and Nong became two of my regular boys. Their parents,
however, were not happy about them coming to visit me, and so
they had to sneak off when they wanted to visit, something which
always made me leery.
I later found out the reason. One of the women who worked in the
restaurant did not like the fact that I liked the little boys. They
were kind of use to the men liking the older boys, but she felt the
younger ones should not play. One day about six boys of assorted
sizes and ages showed up at the door and within minutes were
naked and in the shower. I snapped a few pictures and then heard
a banging on the door.
I hurried the boys to get dressed and when I opened the door it
was her. She yelled at the boys and told them they were bad for
getting water on the floor and bothering me. She scared them into
leaving and then growled at me. She told one of my countrymen
who was fairly fluent in Thai that she was mad at me, but she
wouldn't tell him why. For my part I ignored her, but entered into
a game to slip my boys past her. It was a real pain, especially
since she only worked there and did not own restaurant or
building, but that is just one of those little crosses which one has
to...bare.
A short time after all of this one of the countrymen living in the
same building decided to move to another nearby building with a
little classier surroundings. When he left I had claim to all of his
furniture and so I had now the luxury I needed, a real bed and
odds and ends. Out went the mattresses.
The second thing which happened was that some ten and eleven
year olds began to work down at the restaurant. They lived in the
other part of town and often had to travel back and forth, or sleep
down in the restaurant, something which they did not like at all.
The kids worked long hours for little pay, and since I had met
them before, I felt bad for them. I invited them up to my room,
and while there I told them that if they wanted to they could sleep
in my room while they were working down below. They all
agreed and seemed happy with the offer.
END CHAPTER SEVEN
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The previous fiction story was presented by Fan Cha Phaw. We
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